All language subtitles for StarTrek.TNG-s07e01.Descent-Part.2

Last time on Star Trek:
The Next Generation...

Stop.

Stop! Stop!

It was just after I had killed
the Borg.

I felt something.

I believe... it was...

pleasure.

I don't believe they were part
of the Borg collective.

One of them referred
to himself as "I."

The only Borg who had
a name was Hugh.

We are Hugh.

He was here in this room.

I could have rid the Federation
of a mortal threat

and I let him go.

The Borg have established
several transwarp conduits

through subspace.

Get down!

I was like you once...
without feeling

but the One helped me.

He can help you, too.

He can help you find emotion.

You will not resist
what you've wanted

all your life.

If the Borg should attack

don't wait for me or anyone else
to return to the ship

but take the Enterprise
to the transwarp conduit.

Return to Federation space.

Stop!

Lore.

The sons of Soong
have joined together

and together

we will destroy the Federation.

And now, the conclusion.

What do you think
of my followers, Picard?

Impressive, aren't they?

I'm not particularly impressed.

All you've done is teach them
to enjoy killing.

You are wrong, Captain.

My brother and I serve
a much higher purpose.

Data, I can sense
feelings in you.

Yes. My brother
has made that possible.

He gave you the chip...

the one Dr. Soong made for you.

No, no, no, no, no.

I still have
the emotional program

my father designed.

I wouldn't want to give it up.

It's what has given me
such a strong sense of family...

an intense desire to reunite

with my dear brother.

How did he do it, Data?

What made you decide
to come here?

I am talking to you, Picard.

I will tell you
all you need to know.

You're controlling him

and you've corrupted the Borg.

You simply don't understand,
do you?

You have no idea
of what has happened here...

how I found my true calling

how the Borg found something
to believe in.

I would like
to learn about that

but I want Data to tell us.

I told you, I will tell you
what you need to know.

How about that, Data?

He won't even let you talk.

Do not try to drive
a wedge between us, Captain.

I am Ioyal to my brother.

You see, Picard?

He's not your pawn anymore.

I've helped him to break free

just as I've helped them.

Look at them.

Look at what
I've helped them become.

They're no longer simply
mindless automatons.

They're passionate.

Alive.

Are you saying that you caused
them to become individuals?

No. You did that...
you and your friends.

All I did was clean up
the mess you made

when that Borg you befriended
returned to his ship.

Hugh interfaced with the others

and transferred his sense
of individuality to them.

It nearly destroyed them.

Data, do you remember when Hugh
was on board the Enterprise?

Do you remember
what you were like then?

That doesn't matter.

It matters to me.

I want to know
what has happened to Data.

What's important
is what I've done here...

how I found my calling.

I know now why I was created.

No one can ever take that
away from me.

Without me,
they would have perished.

When I stumbled on their ship,
they were lost, disoriented.

They had no idea
how to function as individuals.

They couldn't even navigate
their own vessel.

They had lost
their sense of purpose.

Well, I gave them their purpose

and they gave me mine.

The Borg aspire
to the perfection

my brother and I represent...

fully artificial life-forms.

We are their future.

The reign
of biological life-forms

is coming to an end.

You, Picard...

and those like you

are obsolete.

Take them, Brother.

Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages
of the Starship Enterprise.

Its continuing mission...

to explore strange new worlds

to seek out new life
and new civilizations

to boldly go
where no one has gone before.

Acting Captain's Log,
supplemental.

The skeleton crew left
on board the Enterprise

is unable to help in the search
for Commander Data.

The planet's unusual EM field

is interfering
with the ship's sensors

severely limiting
their effectiveness.

Ensign, we need to modify
the sensor array

to filter out these EM pulses.

Can you do that?

Yes, sir.

I-I think so.

What's your name?

Taitt, sir.

I don't think
I've seen you before.

I was just posted here
six weeks ago.

Well, Taitt,
bet you never thought

you'd be serving
as Tactical Officer

after only six weeks.

No, sir, I sure didn't.

I think I've filtered out

some of the sensor noise.

I'll bring the modifications
on line.

Good work.

Riker to Enterprise.

Go ahead, Will.

I can't contact the Captain.

It could just be interference,
but I'd like to be sure.

Understood.

Enterprise to Captain Picard.

Crusher to Picard.

I'm not getting a com signal

from anyone
on the Captain's team.

The last time they checked in

they were investigating
a structure

in section gamma 2-5.

Sir, I'm picking up a vessel
closing in

on our location.

Is it a Borg ship?

It seems to match
the configuration of the ship

the Enterprise
encountered at Ohniaka III.

Red Alert.

How long before they're
in weapons range?

Uh, about 90 seconds.

No, no, make that 70 seconds.

Crusher
to Transporter Room Three.

Salazar here, sir.

Start transporting
the away teams

off of the surface.

Aye, sir.

Use the transporters
in the cargo bay

if you have to.

I want those teams up here
as fast as possible.

Armstrong, you and the others
prepare to beam up.

Aye, sir.

Beverly, Worf and I
will stay down here

and look for the Captain's team.

I'm not going
to leave you down there.

You pull as many people
off the surface as you can

and get back
to the transwarp conduit.

The Captain's orders
were to get the Enterprise

back to Federation space.

Acknowledged.

Riker out.

Prepare to leave orbit.

Sir, the Borg ship
is powering up

its forward weapons array.

They'll be in firing range
in... in 20 seconds.

Salazar, how many people
do we still have down there?

73, sir.

Put the Borg ship on screen.

Should I raise shields, sir?

Not yet.

I want to keep
bringing people up

until the last possible second.

Ten seconds.

Stand by to raise shields
and break orbit on my mark.

Five seconds.

Mark.

Shields down to 70%.

Establish a frequency shift
firing pattern

and return fire.

Uh... right.

Direct hit. No damage.

Helm, set a course
for the conduit, maximum warp.

Aye, sir.

Sir, the Borg
aren't following us.

Salazar, how many people
did we leave behind?

47, sir.

Another minute
and we would have had them.

Riker to any team leader.

Lieutenant Powell here, sir.

Round up everybody
who was left behind

take cover and try to avoid
any contact with the Borg.

Aye, sir.

Riker out.

Even if Beverly can get
back to Federation space

it will be a few days

until Starfleet
can get any ships here.

Until then, we're on our own.

Data, you must realize that
something has happened to you.

The Data I know
would never have agreed

to be a willing party
to Lore's plan.

I now realize that my life

aboard the Enterprise
was a waste.

My quest to become human
misguided...

an evolutionary step
in the wrong direction.

Data, all I'm sensing from you
is anger and hatred.

Have you felt
any other emotions?

There are no other emotions.

Data, just because you haven't
experienced certain emotions

doesn't mean they don't exist.

Lore is only feeding you
the negative ones.

Counselor Troi herself told me

that feelings are not
negative or positive.

It is how we act on them
that makes them good or bad.

Fine

but what about the things
that Lore is proposing?

What about the lives
that have already been lost?

You simply do not understand.

In a quest such as ours,
sacrifices have to be made.

It is regrettable

but the greater good
must be served.

Give me your VISOR.

Why?

Give it to me

or I will take it by force.

I am not your puppet anymore.

Sir, we've reached
the coordinates

of the conduit.

The tachyon matrix
is energized and ready to go

and Lieutenant Barnaby
has returned from the surface.

He'll be relieving me.

Right. Stand by
to trigger the conduit.

Taitt, I want you
to stay on the Bridge.

I'll need a science officer

at the aft station.

Yes, sir.

Helm, set a course to return
to the planet.

Aye, sir.

I'm not leaving those people
stranded back there.

An emergency buoy can transmit
a copy of our log entries

to Starfleet
just as easily as we can.

Ensign, prepare a buoy
and launch it when ready.

Aye, sir.

Lieutenant, open the conduit.

Launching buoy now, sir.

Lieutenant,
scan for any Borg ships

between here and the planet.

Sensors detect no vessels.

We have to assume
the ship that attacked us

is still in orbit.

How long will we have

before they can detect us
and intercept?

If their sensors function
as well as ours

it could be as little
as 30 seconds.

Crusher to Salazar.

How long will it take
to get the rest of the crew

off the surface?

One minute should do it.

We don't have one minute.

How much can you shave off that?

If I could get
a good lock on them quickly

I might be able to do it
in 45 or 50 seconds.

We need to buy ourselves
15 seconds.

Lieutenant

is there any way we can use
the planet as a barrier

to keep the Borg from realizing
we're in orbit?

We can enter orbit

while they're on the far side
of the planet.

And if we delay
dropping out of warp

until the last possible instant

we could gain
a few more seconds.

If your calculations

are even slightly off,
we'd hit the atmosphere.

I'll just have to be sure
my calculations are accurate

Ensign.

Let's do it.

Helm, hard about.

Aye, sir.

Still no sign of the structure.

With all this interference

it could be 100 meters away
and we wouldn't know it.

This could take hours.

I'm picking up
a faint energy reading.

Residual thermal traces.

Somebody stood here.

The decay rate indicates
it could be human.

They took this path.

There you are, Brother.

Here is the VISOR.

May I ask why you wanted it.

Thought it might look good
on me.

What do you think?

Maybe we should work on
your sense of humor, Brother.

Actually, I was thinking
La Forge's implants

might make him
an ideal test subject

for my experiment.

All of the Borg you have
experimented on so far

have suffered
extensive brain damage.

Using the humans
to perfect the procedure

will allow us to prevent
any further Borg deaths.

I understand.

Good.

What is it?

This Borg
has disconnected himself

from the others.

He would not let me
hear his thoughts.

I've asked you to stay linked
to Crosis at all times.

You know that, don't you?

Yes.

I know this must be
difficult for you.

I know how uncertain
you must feel.

All of these sensations are new

and they can be frightening.

Isn't that right?

Yes.

I have doubts.

Of course, you do.

It's only natural.

No one is going
to blame you for that.

But in order
to lose those doubts

to keep fear and confusion away

I need you to remain
linked to the others

so that their strength

and their confidence
can help you.

I need you, Goval.

I need you to help me
build a future

for the Borg.

I can't do it without you.

Will you help me?

Yes, I will.

Lore must have told Data
to take my VISOR

because he realized I could see

a carrier wave
that was radiating from him.

A carrier wave?

Is that how he's
manipulating Data?

I think what's happening

is that Lore is tapping
into the chip

he stole from Dr. Soong

and somehow he's found a way
to transmit

part of that emotional program
to Data.

But the only emotions
Data seems to feel are negative.

Yeah, I'm sure
that's intentional.

But in order for Data
to be affected by those emotions

Lore would have had

to disable
his ethical program first.

Can we reactivate it?

If I can generate
a phased kedion pulse

at the right frequency,
that would trigger

Data's subsystems,
and reboot the program.

And although Lore would still
be feeding him negative emotions

at least Data might
listen to us.

Right.

I think it's worth a try.

So, got any ideas on how
we generate a kedion pulse?

Data, where are you taking him?

That is not your concern.

Data, wait.
Let us talk to you.

Commander.

Hugh?

Why are you here,
Commander Riker?

Hasn't the crew
of the Enterprise

caused enough damage already?

So, you blame us

for what has happened
to the Borg?

You gave me a sense
of individuality

changed me, then sent me
back to the collective.

You must have known that change
would be passed on to others.

We considered it.

We knew it was a possibility.

Then you made it possible
for Lore to dominate us.

I cannot accept that.

Lore is only one.

The Borg could have stopped him.

You don't know
the condition we were in

when he found us.

Before my experience
on the Enterprise

the Borg were
a single-minded collective.

The voices in our heads
were smooth and flowing

but after I returned

those voices began to change.

They became uneven, discordant.

For the first time,
individual Borg

had differing ideas
about how to proceed.

We couldn't function.

Some Borg fought each other.

Others simply
shut themselves down.

Many starved to death.

And then, Lore came along.

You probably can't imagine

what it is like to be
so lost and frightened

that you will listen
to any voice

which promises change.

Even if that voice
insists on controlling you?

That's what we wanted...

someone to show us
a way out of confusion.

Lore promised clarity
and purpose.

At the beginning,
he seemed like a savior.

The promise of becoming
a superior race...

of becoming fully artificial...
was compelling.

We gladly did everything
he asked of us

but, after a while,
it became clear

that Lore had no idea
how to keep his promise.

That's when he began talking

about the need for us
to make sacrifices.

Before we realized it,
this was the result.

What happened to them?

Lore began to experiment

trying to remake us
in his image.

This is the result
of my encounter

with the Enterprise, Commander.

So you can see

I don't particularly welcome
your presence here.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

We just came to get our people.

We won't cause you
any more trouble.

Tell me about my friend.

Friend?

The human called Geordi.

I wish I could tell you
about him.

We think he may be held
inside the compound.

I cannot help you.

I cannot risk
our being discovered.

Could you at least show us
a way into the compound?

These caverns lead to tunnels
which run beneath the compound.

Some of them connect

with the environmental
control ducts.

Show us.

If we could determine
the geography of the compound

we could form a rescue plan.

Data?

Who's there?

Geordi.

Captain...

Shh. We're getting out of here.

Come on, hurry.

Data was just here.

I think he went
to get something.

Too late.

My brother suggested

I try to develop
my sense of humor.

What do you think?

I think it needs a little work.

What's happening?

I'm attempting to neutralize
your pain receptors.

What are you going to do to me?

I'm implanting
nano-cortical fibers

in your cerebrum.

They are designed to learn

and mimic
your neural firing patterns.

Once they are in place

I will destroy
the existing brain cells.

Then we will see if the
artificial neural network

is able to take over
your cognitive functions.

Data, listen.

Lore is controlling you.

He's transmitting a carrier
wave, which is affecting

your positronic matrix.

If the procedure is successful

your cognitive
processing functions

will be considerably improved.

Don't you care
that he's manipulating you?

However, there is a 60% chance

you will not survive
the procedure.

I don't care much
for those odds.

Hmm...

they are cause for concern.

However, I still have
Counselor Troi

and Captain Picard.

Odds are at least one
of the procedures

will be successful.

Help me!

He tried to escape.

The force-field
sent him into neural shock.

If he dies, Lore will blame you.

See if the corridor is empty.

Drop it, or I'll break his neck.

Take him.

What have you done to him?

I will be back for him later.

Geordi, are you in pain?

No, I'm just a little dizzy.

I was able to take
part of a transceiver

from the guard's
interlink system.

I think that it uses

some kind of phased
pulse technology.

Do you think
it could be modified

to generate a kedion pulse

that would reboot
Data's program?

Yeah.
Yeah, it's possible.

See if you can locate
the phase modulation circuitry.

I'll watch the door.

All right.

I think that I've found it.

Okay, good.

Now, do you see anything
that we might be able to use

as a flux inhibitor?

Hmm...

Sensors still can't locate
the Borg ship.

I'm trying to filter
out the interference.

We'll be within transporter
range in 19 seconds.

I'm starting to get
sensor resolution.

There's the ship.

We'll enter orbit here.

Helm, new course...
heading 052 mark 7.

Aye, sir.

Stand by to drop out
of warp in eight seconds.

Once we're in orbit

we should have 45 seconds
before they intercept us.

Let's hope it's enough time.

Emergency deceleration
in five seconds.

Hold on.

Report.

We're in standard orbit, sir.

The Borg ship is
on the planet's far side

and is moving to intercept.

Bridge to transporter rooms,
begin evacuations.

The Borg will be
in weapons range in 32 seconds.

We still can't locate
Captain Picard's team

and there's no sign of Commander
Riker or Lieutenant Worf.

Crusher to Salazar.
Report.

We're pulling
the last teams off right now

but there are six people
still unaccounted for.

Keep trying.

Borg ship is powering up
its weapons array.

Come on, Chief,
it's now or never.

They're preparing to fire.

Raise shields.

The port nacelle has been hit.

- Helm, get us out of here.
- Aye, sir.

We've lost warp engines.

Evasive maneuvers, full impulse.

Shields down to 80%.

Fire phasers.

Direct hit.

No damage to the Borg ship.

Shields down to 73%.

What's the status
of the warp engines?

Still down.
We can't outrun them.

Helm, set a new course...
heading 344 mark 6.

Full impulse.

Aye, sir.

Sir, that heading takes us
directly into the sun.

The data banks should
contain information

on a process
called metaphasic shielding.

I know about that research.

Commander La Forge
was developing a program

that would implement
metaphasic properties.

Right.
How far along was he?

Well, it's in the data banks

but it's never been tested.

If we had metaphasic shielding,
we could enter the sun's corona

but the Borg ship
wouldn't be able to follow.

Can you bring
the program on line?

I can, but we have
no way of knowing

if the shields will hold.

Sir, hull temperature

is rising...
now at 12,000 degrees C.

Radiation level
nearing 10,000 rads.

Report.

Shields at 62%.

Lieutenant, activate
the metaphasic program.

It's our best shot.

Aye, sir.

Hull temperature is critical.

We can't withstand this heat
much longer.

Program is on line.

Engaging metaphasic shield now.

Hull temperature dropping.

Down to 7,000 degrees.

Maintain course.

Borg ship has
broken off pursuit.

All stop.

Sir, the Borg ship is taking
up position relative to ours.

They're going to wait
for us to come out.

The question is,
how long can we survive in here?

Well...

I've done everything
that Geordi told me.

Now to activate it.

How are we going to know

whether the pulse reboots
Data's ethical program?

We'll only tell that
when we see his behavior.

Won't he realize
something's happened to him?

No, that's one program
among thousands.

I just hope
that this force-field

has enough energy...

to trigger the pulse.

You know, Data

I've been thinking about
some of the times we've had.

Like that time we went sailing
on Devala Lake.

You remember that?

I have a complete memory record
of that day.

You decided to go swimming

and when you jumped
out of the boat

you sank straight to the bottom.

I did not have enough buoyancy
to get back to the surface.

You had to walk over a kilometer
along the bottom

to get back to shore.

One kilometer, 46 meters.

It took almost two weeks to get
the water out of your servos.

I am ready to irradiate
your existing brain cells.

Data...

if you ever go back
to the way you were

you might not be able
to forgive yourself

for what you're about to do.

I am getting
some anomalous readings

from your neural net.

I will need to do further
testing before... I proceed.

Someone will come and take you
back to your cell.

There you are, Brother.

Have you made any progress
with La Forge?

It is too early to tell
if the nano-cortical fibers

performed their function.

I suspect none of the humans
will survive the process

but then...
it's their own fault, isn't it?

They never should
have come here.

What were they thinking?

They came looking for me.

Oh, humans are so sentimental.

I betrayed them.

If they die, I am responsible.

Why are you talking like that?

Is something wrong
with your programming?

Maybe I should
check your systems.

I do not want you
to check my systems.

I must resolve
these issues myself.

I think I made a mistake.

I don't believe you can tolerate

the amount of emotion
I've given you.

Perhaps I should cut back
a little.

How's that?

I do not like it.

Then you prefer
to have more emotions?

Yes.

They give you pleasure?

Yes, please, I want more.

All right.

A little more...

for now.

Aren't you going to thank me?

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

I just hope this helps
to clarify things for you.

I'm concerned
about my brother, Crosis.

I don't believe he really wants

to be a part
of our great future.

Sir, metaphasic shielding
is losing integrity.

Can you stabilize it?

No. We won't be able
to stay in here

longer than another
three or four minutes.

Do we have warp engines yet?

Last estimate
was another half hour.

Sir, I think I have an idea.

I think it's possible we could
induce a solar fusion eruption

that would destroy
the Borg ship.

What?

We'd need to direct

a highly energetic particle beam
onto the sun's surface.

That should produce
a superfluid gas eruption.

If we target the right spot

the eruption would
envelop the Borg ship.

How do you know this will work?

I did my senior honors thesis
on solar dynamics.

Excuse me, sir

but this isn't the Academy

and a student thesis is
a long way from a workable plan.

I've already configured
the tractor emitters

to create the particle beam

and I've located
the target point on the surface.

If her calculations are off

that eruption
could encompass us.

Well, I'll just have
to make sure

my calculations are accurate,
Lieutenant.

Let's do it.

Yes, sir.

The target area
of the photosphere

is destabilizing.

Pressure wave expansion
is accelerating.

Subsurface fusion
has been initiated.

An eruption is forming
on the surface.

She did it.

The Borg ship
has been destroyed, sir.

Helm, take us back to the planet

full impulse.

Aye, sir.

Well done, Taitt.

You're killing him.

He won't survive
another session.

I did not come for him.

I came for you.

Data, it's not too late.

If you remove the fibers,
then Geordi might yet recover.

That would not be possible.

Why? Because Lore tells you so?

It is for the greater good.

Good?

Data, isn't good and bad,
right and wrong

a function
of your ethical program?

That is correct.

And what does
that program tell you

about what you're doing
to Geordi?

About what you and Lore
are doing to the Borg?

It tells you that
these things are wrong

doesn't it, Data?

So how can actions
that are wrong

lead to a greater good?

You are attempting
to confuse me.

No, you're not confused, Data.

You're sensing the truth.

Your ethical program is fighting
the negative emotions

that Lore is sending you.

Ah, Captain.

Thank you so much
for joining us.

You are going to assist me...

in a most important ceremony.

We can use
the environmental control ducts

to get into the compound.

They should lead us
to the detention area.

We'll have to move fast.

If we need to stun
one of the guards

the Borg will know right away

if he's been hurt.

When they realize

your escape route
may be compromised.

I guess we'll have
to take that chance.

Good luck, Commander.

It's time to put aside
all doubts, Brother.

It's time to close
the door on the past

and commit yourself
to the great work

that lies ahead of us.

I need to know
I can count on you.

As proof,
I want you to kill Picard.

No.

That would be wrong.

I didn't think you'd
be able to do it.

You've spent too many years
among humans.

Hold him.

I've asked
many sacrifices of you...

sacrifices I knew were necessary

in order to build
a better future.

I want you to know
that I ask no more of you

than I am prepared
to give myself.

I am willing to make
the greatest sacrifice of all...

my own... dear brother.

Good-bye, Data.

No!

Lore.

You should be careful
with that, Brother.

Someone could get hurt.

What are you doing?

I've got a way out of here.

I'm willing to forget
what happened back there...

take you with me.

We don't need anyone else.

We're brothers.

I'll give you the chip
our father made.

It contains much more
than just emotions.

It has memories.

Memories our father
wanted you to have.

Lore, I must deactivate you now.

Without me

you will never
feel emotion again.

I know

but you leave me
no other choice.

I... love you... Brother.

Good-bye, Lore.

What about Geordi and Troi?

The Enterprise is in orbit.

I had them beamed aboard.

Lore is no longer functioning,
sir.

He must be disassembled

so that he is
no longer a threat.

Welcome back, Data.

Thank you, sir.

What made you change
your mind, Hugh?

Perhaps my encounter
with the Enterprise

affected me more
than I realized.

What will you do now?

I don't know.

We can't go back
to the Borg collective

and we no longer
have a leader here.

I'm not sure that's true.

Perhaps in time, we will learn
to function as individuals

and work together as a group.

Good luck, Hugh.

Good-bye.

Captain's Log, Stardate 47025.4.

We have returned
to Federation space

and are en route
to Starbase 295.

Mr. La Forge remains
under Dr. Crusher's care.

Enter.

Hi, Data.

I wanted to let you know
that Dr. Crusher says

I'll be able to return
to duty soon.

I am... relieved that the
injuries I inflicted on you

are not permanent.

What's that?

This is the chip
my father created for me

so that I could
experience emotion.

I had it removed
from Lore's body

before he was dismantled.

Does it work?

No.

I am pleased to say
it was damaged

when I was forced
to fire on Lore.

Pleased?

Data, you've wanted emotions
your whole life.

Yes.

But emotions are responsible
for what I did to you.

I would never risk
letting that happen again.

My friendship with you
is too important to me.

Data, I wouldn't be
very much of a friend

if I let you give up
on a lifelong dream

now would I?

Maybe someday...

when you're ready.